Hello, have you met my inner artist?

So I wrote this post in January, and some how I forgot about it. But, I am putting it out there now. Finally. After a quarter of the year is already over...


A new year.
A blank page.
A fresh start.
A look back.

Remember when you would draw and color and you didn't care what everyone else thought of your piece to you it was a work of art? Well, I don't. It's been a long long time since I've been there.

Writing comes pretty naturally to me. I've always thought of myself as a writer, even though I just recently (in the grand scheme of things) started sharing the things I write. Making the leap and putting myself out there with my stories wasn't terribly hard for me, it felt right and easy almost. I enjoy getting feedback and tweaking and revising and sharing my words and stories. But there is this little voice that has been getting louder and louder and just won't go away.



My inner artist.

She has gotten quite loud and apparently wants some time in the sun. So, 2015 is going to be another leap. But this one is a bit terrifying.

I've always thought of my brother as the artist in our family. (He does some really amazing 3D Projections that are outstanding.) But the more I learn and grow as a writer, I realize that is art too.

Maybe it was in realizing that, that my inner artist started talking a bit louder. Yelling actually.

So this year, 2015, I am vowing to become a better visual artist. I want to learn and grow and share. That's the terrifying piece. The sharing.

There is something exhilarating in putting something out there that you know you aren't great at. Maybe not even good at. But there is something freeing in letting it go. Being open to learning and growing. I'm excited.

Stay tuned. :)

What do you do that scares you??